[XV]: Wiggidy wake up b**h I'm biggidy back Block on the street no giggidy gat Hat to the back drinking Cris/Kris with a cross/Kross on my chest like the miggidy miggidy mack Miller Lite on ice is how we did those summer nights I know my rights just might get read, but I say "f** it" and run those lights Why not? 24/7 making cake like Ihop I'm on these n***as heels they ain't even on my high socks Me and Couture with two who*es up in the skybox Tell that n***a Philly, come and shoot us like NY cops Shall I continue with my menus filled with rappers And the venues filled with squares who smoke squares and got mad swagger So I'm steadily getting booked You barely getting a chapter I'm lamb to lamb to lamb going H.A.M. just cause I have to Shawty making it clap up even though ? would have been faster And what she offering? She can't tell that to her pastor Got some cheese and got some head now Talent think I'm a Packer Murdering all these tracks so you know just what I'm after